Odds Of Even - Marilyn Manson (玛丽莲·曼森)

Stare in the face of the grim death

Screaming monsters bring me to deafness

My dagger and swagger are useless

In the faze of the mirror

When the mirror is made of my face

This is the house of death

Where even angels die in arms of damons

This is the house of death

Where even angels die in arms of demons

Hide your heart in your gut In Your Gut

But for what But for what

When they're waiting to pull you

Apart like a scarecrow

On death row

Soon now all of your secrets are shown

This is the house of death

Even angels die in arms of damons

This is the house of death

Even angels die in arms of demons

This is the house of death

Even angels die in arms of damons

No-one is exempt from the odds of even

No-one is exempt from the odds of even

No-one is exempt from the odds of even

No-one is exempt from the odds of even

No-one is exempt from the odds of even

No-one is exempt from the odds of even